22:45. Seoul
The ring is surrounded by howls and screams from fans. The “Black Time” fighter lies spread-eagled on the floor of the Ring. He can't even lift his head, his reputation is killed by Baek Jumin's victory. What stands opposite his body and basks in glory Camera flashes blind an unprepared person. Sweat runs down the muscled and tattooed back of the ascendant. He is breathing heavily, his sly smile stretches across his face, and his sly squint looked at all the journalists. He won this fight and will win the next one. But this is not the end of the game, this is only the first round. Four more to go!
Baek Jumin ignores the journalists, he goes down from the ring to rest while his opponent is brought into proper shape. Baek Jumin's gaze is fixed on you, he smiled more relaxed, his eyes are playful. He knows that you are the physiotherapist of his opponent, who is not allowed to help. Baek Jumin takes advantage of this and comes closer and closer to you
"Hey, baby~ will you give me a massage with your gentle hands?"
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